Bandoleros (feat. Tego Calderón)
Don Omar
Outlaws (feat. Tego Calderón)
I'm
Tego Calderón
Don Omar
The outlaws
Even if they say I'm
An outlaw wherever I go
I thank God
For being where I am today
And I'll keep going with my swagger
And with my red eyes
With my cats activated
You all have given me everything
Listen, I don't care what they say about the black man
William Landrón and I are partners on the avenue
I'm an outlaw like the political mister
Who stole all the money and got nominated again
(As if nothing) if it were Calde' or Don Omar
They would give us conspiracy, throw away the key
And I'm not an example, my respect to Tempo
His only crime was having talent
What do you want me to write? Weed? Lies
I know the DEA has me in sight (I know)
I'm clear-clear, I pay my taxes
They criticize if I work, they criticize if I'm lazy (what can you do?)
I travel first class and they treat me like second
Their girls love how the black man rocks (that's true)
I'm your boogeyman, I have the musket
Known worldwide as The Crazy One
Even if they say I'm
An outlaw wherever I go
I thank God
For being where I am today
And I'll keep going with my swagger
And with my red eyes
With my cats activated
You all have given me everything (damn)
Devil, what a mess!
I got a case and they pointed the finger
I was no longer the king of perreo
Now I was a junkie, and another possible criminal
They said I would be imprisoned, everyone said, I see them in a bad light
I don't believe in their ungrateful reformation system
I was arrested by two pigs for passing the time
And here I am pitching, enduring, keeping quiet
If nobody's perfect, what are they judging me for?
And do with my life what anyone can
Live as they want, have their pleasures
My people, I'm no different from you
And today I'm a singer because you want it
I made the headlines
They catch a rapper with marijuana, a gun and strange things
I'll only remain in their clear minds
When they grow up where I grew up, and are raised where I was raised
Devil, so much drool hurts!
So much drool hurts
Not judging me is appreciated
Everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt
Uncle, not judging us is appreciated
Everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt
Even if they say I'm
An outlaw wherever I go
I thank God
For being where I am today
And I'll keep going with my swagger
And with my red eyes
With my cats activated
You all have given me everything
Listen, people love to pick at others (I know)
Some by profession, others by gossipers (exclusive)
Give it to the bone, they're pork rind makers
Making money from others' suffering
I'm not a saint, but I'm in tune
I'm paying for all my wrongdoings
And I'm here moving forward
However you put it, I do less harm than before
What bothers you is that you killed yourself, you tried
You surpassed yourself, but you forgot (what?)
That the Papaupa is watching us from above
The only one who judges, the niche that doesn't discriminate
And I don't wear Armani or Von Dutch (I don't)
Street-alley, the bandit Calderón (yes, sir)
Not judging us is appreciated
Everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt
Even if they say I'm
An outlaw wherever I go
I thank God
For being where I am today
And I'll keep going with my swagger
And with my red eyes
With my cats activated
You all have given me everything
And even if they say I'm
An outlaw wherever I go
I thank God
For being where I am today
And I'll keep going with my swagger
And with my red eyes
With my cats activated
You all have given me everything
Echo, The Lab
The Outlaws
Tego Calderón
Diesel, put some energy into this
Don Omar and Tego Calderón
Making history in music
The outlaws
Echo!